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Moon Mother

.. she’s a sweet old golden grandmother in an embroidered jacket, all pale blond pigtails and plush mouth plumped for kisses. teacher of all things celestial and falling. she’s the penny you saved, the drop of water earned. the thumbprint … Continue reading

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Works of F(r)iction

… We tell lies in the cellar, sell our words for tiny button photographs of time. We’re in the weeds, berry -kissed and a little touched in the head. We’re re:cording ourselves sane, playing games across the fence between sigh … Continue reading

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more dark matters of distinction

  .. Her un -detectable mathematical curiosity is ex -ponentially dampened by the fun -dementally incorrect facts of frozen stars.     ..Another wordlist from my Shawna. 

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dark matters of distinction

… she’s making myth -ological assumptions again, fairy logic and dragon song, the science of the air. she’s eschewing …(achoooo-ing) all big bang theories, all red shift queries all esoteric nearlies of new galaxies. light. years. tears. the spiral totality … Continue reading

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Missing Now

…. We’re shaggy (shabby) happy in our own nudge-gnawing, spells broken open, stalked straight past the broken open vine of silence. Give me a shrinking (drink me) potion, a way to Wonder -land that spills me past all this damn … Continue reading

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Camera Ready

… Oh, dearie. Let me don my cam -i -sole, and we’ll be ready for the mar (-row). Rad, right? (Did you read that right?) It’s a little too tight to fit the full super moon, spooned. Oh, macadamia sky. … Continue reading

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liquid volume

.. turn it up, twister sister: they say absinthe maketh the heart grow fonder. brandy? dandy. whose cider you on? gin. rum. me? our best kept rush-and -secret: vodka. with a simple mix her, elixir. vapor. rise. the sun’ll come … Continue reading

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